A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Meng Xianjue said to Wei Jiuyang: "I have something urgent to deal with, so I'll leave for a while."

Wei Jiuyang was stunned: "Brother Meng, you will announce the start of the trial in less than half an hour, what are you doing?"

Meng Xianjue had already moved a few steps away, he said: "If I don't come back on time, just help me delay it."

Wei Jiuyang wanted to cry but had no tears: "Brother, how can I delay this for you?"

Meng Xianjue ignored Wei Jiuyang's crying, and walked away in the blink of an eye.On the way to the sin tower, Meng Xianjue said: "Thank you for reminding me, senior."

Cheng Weiwan was in a trance, so he didn't hear Meng Xianjue's words.

He vaguely remembered the hero's family background.

The male protagonist was still young, and his father was a well-known local rich man, but for some reason, he got involved with the ghost cultivator, which led to the tragic death of the whole family. The former young master became a beggar on the street. He was able to stand out and avenge the annihilation of the clan.

Therefore, the hero should be extremely disgusted with Ghost Xiu.Even for these corpses and souls, he can't wait to get rid of them as soon as possible.Later, the male protagonist also used the black jade to make this big killer to kill ghosts with their spears, and attacked their shields with their spears.

"Senior, are you there?"

Hearing Meng Xianjue calling himself, Cheng Weiwan only came back to his senses, and replied, "I'm here."

"Thank you for reminding me about today's matter."

"No, there must be no mistakes in the admissions trial. After you have dealt with the ghostly matter, you have to go back quickly." A joke, after 100 years of boring guarding on the Unfeeling Cliff, the Tianmen Enrollment Ceremony was the first time he encountered after going down the mountain. A small climax is also a plot point that I participated in, so there must be no problems this time.

Hearing the change of title in Cheng Weiwan's mouth, Meng Xianjue's lips curved slightly.

Tianmen is the number one sect in Tianlu Sword Sect, and it has more responsibilities and missions on its shoulders. Those who are locked in this sin tower are those who have committed many evils and obsessions during their lifetime. After death, they will bring disaster to the world. Evil ghosts who refuse to enter reincarnation.

For some unknown reason this time, the seal of the Tower of Sin was impacted by an external force, which caused the ghost energy to leak out. The resentment of the evil ghost being sealed increased year after year, which caused the ghost energy to spread so fast.

Meng Xianjue had not yet approached, but he had already seen the dark ghostly aura lingering under the eaves of the crime tower.

Meng Xianjue suddenly stopped.

Cheng Weiwan turned around in doubt.

Meng Xianjue asked abruptly, "Senior, are you there?"

"I'm here."

"Nowadays, there are still some ghost cultivators who are lucky enough to survive today. How do seniors think?"

Cheng Weiwan carefully considered the words, and carefully stared at Meng Xianjue's face for a long time, but he didn't find any clues, but he knew that, as Xiao Baihua, the worst male protagonist in the book who was persecuted by the ghost cultivator, Meng Xianjue hated the ghost cultivator deeply.

He coughed lightly, and said: "Evil devils crooked ways, harming others and themselves, should be shamed by all sects in Tianlu."

Meng Xianjue's expression didn't change, he stepped forward, rushed towards the sin tower without warning, and said in his mouth: "So that's the case, thank you senior for clarifying the confusion."

Cheng Weiwan wanted to catch up, but Meng Xianjue didn't wait for him, he was already covered by the ghostly aura all over the sky, Cheng Weiwan was not good at fighting the ghostly aura, accidentally lost his way, and was almost burned by the outer seal of the sin tower, He sighed softly and retreated to the periphery of the ghostly air.

That seal is dedicated to spirits and ghosts, Cheng Weiwan can't get in.I can't help, so I have to stay here.

After Meng Xianjue entered the sin tower, he was filled with ghostly aura, and the sound of crying pierced his eardrums like a sharp drill. Meng Xianjue's hand holding the black staff was very hard, and there were blue blood vessels protruding from the back of the hand. It was actually more terrifying than those roaring and howling ghosts.

"Evil demons do crooked ways, harm others and harm themselves, and are despised by everyone..." Meng Xianjue chewed these words repeatedly, as if he could understand something new after taking them apart and chewing them thoroughly.

It's a pity that after taking apart and chewing and chewing repeatedly and swallowing these words with hatred, it still remains the same.

Everyone in the world knows that ghost cultivating is a crooked way of evil spirits, and ghost cultivators themselves think so. Ordinary monks will change to the ghost way when they have lost their cultivation base and have nowhere to go.

Tens of thousands of ghosts cried together, filled with ghostly aura, and the inside of the sin tower was like a Shura hell, but Meng Xianjue stood proudly holding a long staff, his white clothes were covered with a layer of mist, the mist seemed to be tinged with blood, and he looked like a ghost. This school uniform with blue pattern and silver snow has a bit of eerie meaning.

The evil spirits hovered around him, as if they were thinking about how to swallow this young man into his stomach.

Meng Xianjue calmly absorbed the ghost energy, merged with himself, and then shrouded his spiritual power outside his dantian, hiding the ghost energy without revealing any traces.

He can freely absorb and use ghost energy, he is actually a ghost cultivator.

Evil spirits do crooked ways, harm others and themselves, and are despised by the world.Then Meng Xianjue, why should everyone be proud of him.

With the decline of the Ghost Sect and the decline of the Meng Family, he wants to revitalize the Meng Family and revive the Ghost Sect. One day, he wants to have a place for Ghost Cultivators in Tianlu, where sword cultivators are everywhere.

Meng Xianjue didn't even notice that the periphery of his dark pupils was gradually stained with blood red.And all the evil spirits around, seeing Meng Xianjue like this, showed timidity for the first time.

Tianmen, the big square.

Wei Jiuyang looked around the square expressionlessly with a baby face. The bell had already rang three times. The disciple in charge came to remind him many times. Wei Jiuyang looked at him with a cold face, forcing the disciple in charge to swallow what he was about to say .

Wei Jiuyang is the most beloved disciple of the head, and no one dares to offend him.

But those freshmen were ignorant and fearless, they couldn't stand up anymore, and some people began to whisper.There seemed to be nails in his eyes, and he looked towards Wei Jiuyang from time to time.

"The time has passed, why not start?"

"This person is the legendary Wusuo Hengjiang? Why are you so unpunctual? Are you kidding us?"

"No, no, didn't you see clearly just now, this man is Meng Xianjue's younger brother, I don't know why Meng Xianjue has gone, and he hasn't come back for a long time."

"I see, Tianmen is nothing more than that."

"Quiet--"

Wei Jiuyang's face was still cold, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his words were not as lively as usual: "Who told you that the trial has not started yet?"

This sound injected Wei Jiuyang's spiritual power, and with pressure, he directly attacked many new disciples.

Some newborn disciples are of low strength. After hearing this, they spit blood from their mouths and ears, and fainted on the ground. Immediately, some disciples from the Heavenly Gate carried him away. After healed, they would send him back to the mortal world. .

Seeing this, all the disciples fell silent.

"The bell rang three times, the time has come, did I say that the trial has not started yet?"

The faces of some smart disciples have already turned pale.

"You, if you enter Tianmen, you will be a disciple of Tianmen. Why do you slander Tianmen like this? Who will trust Tianmen to you?"

"You framed senior brother before you even got started..." Wei Jiuyang mercilessly pointed at a disciple, making all the freshmen turn pale, "And you..., you..."

Wei Jiuyang pointed at more than a dozen people in one breath, all of whom hadn't held back just now and showed timidity.

The disciples who were accused all felt that the end of the world was coming, and their faces were ashen.

Wei Jiuyang signaled to the disciple in charge: "Poor speech and restlessness are taboos in the immortal sect. All the above-mentioned people will be eliminated."

As soon as he finished speaking, several white figures rushed out and took all the dissatisfied disciples down. They were quick to talk, and they missed the immortal journey.

As for the remaining 58 people, they all looked lucky, knowing secretly that just now was actually a test for them, and they all stood up straight as loose, not daring to do it again.

After this attack, although Wei Jiuyang didn't reveal anything on the face, but his heart was terribly empty, and he tried not to let himself show his timidity, but he was crying in his heart: Brother Meng, why haven't you come back!

Meng Xianjue felt that after absorbing some ghost energy, his cultivation had improved a little. He closed his eyes, secretly watching out for the evil spirits around him.

Seeing Meng Xianjue's improvement in cultivation, those evil ghosts had greedy eyes. They calculated in their hearts that if they swallowed Meng Xianjue into their stomachs, they might be able to transform themselves into a real body directly from the ghost, and then they would not be affected by it. This sin tower is imprisoned.

More than one evil spirit thought this way, they screamed, their roars were sharp and unpleasant, and the evil spirit that rushed to the front even opened its mouth wide, and every sharp tooth was clearly visible...

Meng Xianjue didn't blink his eyes, his expression was indifferent, in stark contrast to the evil ghost's increasingly ferocious face.

Suddenly Meng Xianjue gently raised his hand, holding a piece of black jade in his palm, and held it straight in front of the ghosts.

Black Jade Order.

The face of the leading ghost suddenly changed, he screamed heart-piercingly, and retreated crazily, with one mouth open almost as big as the whole head, but it was of no avail, no matter how frightened, feared, and regretted he was, He couldn't escape the result of being swallowed by the Black Jade Order. From then on, his soul was scattered, and he could never be reborn forever.

After the screams subsided, it was Meng Xianjue staring at the faces of the ghosts indifferently.

With this ghost as a lesson for the past, the other ghosts who were still extremely arrogant turned into soft bones one after another. They knelt down tremblingly, and even the leaked ghost energy shrank in a big circle.

No matter how greedy they are, they never want to lose their souls.

Once the black jade came out, all ghosts surrendered.

The group of ghosts shouted "Master", but Meng Xianjue was not soft-hearted. Hei Yuling continued to devour the ghost energy until finally, the ghosts and ghost energy disappeared, and the smoky sin tower became clear.

And the black jade ring that absorbed the ghost energy seemed to be covered with a layer of moist water, and the texture became more moist.

Meng Xianjue put away the black jade order calmly, opened the door and went out, but saw a long standing figure at the door.

Meng Xianjue was startled for a moment, then looked intently, only to find that the person had disappeared.

He concentrated on his perception, only to realize that it was the senior standing here all along.Maybe it was because of his improved strength, at that moment, he saw the figure of the senior, but it was only for a moment.

Seeing that Meng Xianjue was safe and sound, Cheng Weiwan finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is everything going well?"

Just now he heard the screams of all the ghosts in the sin tower, and he could tell that the internal battle was extremely fierce just by listening. He could see the inside clearly through the window, but it was a pity that it was too dark inside, so he couldn't see anything clearly, so he just stood here and waited for Meng Xianjue to come out.

Meng Xianjue suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and also put away the resentment caused by senior's shameful words about ghost cultivators, and said softly: "Don't worry, senior, everything is going well."

Cheng Weiwan breathed a sigh of relief.

And hearing Cheng Weiwan's relaxed breathing because he was safe, the strange feeling of being suppressed by him surged up again.

The seniors were worried about him.

Worried... Does he have someone to worry about?

Cheng Weiwan roughly calculated the time, and urged in a low voice: "The recruitment test has begun, you should go back soon."

"Okay, senior."

Meng Xianjue rushed to the main square at the fastest speed of his life.

When he arrived, he saw the disciples in charge taking some new disciples away, but Wei Jiuyang saw him as if he saw a savior, desperately suppressed his happiness, and quietly repeated to him what happened just now.

Meng Xianjue nodded, took it naturally, cooperated with Wei Jiuyang tacitly, and announced: "Start the second trial, test the root bone."

Seeing that the recruitment test was going on as scheduled, the boulder in Cheng Weiwan's heart finally fell to the ground, and he returned to the Mingjian Stone, his heart relaxed, and he was not restrained. He had one leg bent and the other straight, in a very lazy sitting posture.

But Meng Xian felt idle, and occasionally distracted himself to sense Cheng Weiwan's position, but was stunned when he saw a snow-white figure out of the corner of his eye.

It was only for a moment, and when I looked again, I couldn't see anything.

But this moment is enough.

Meng Xianjue saw that the senior was unrestrained and unrestrained, completely different from the indifference and alienation in his usual conversation, so he couldn't help but wonder which one was the real him.

Cheng Weiwan saw that Meng Xianjue had been looking towards him, at first he was worried that Meng Xianjue could perceive his own existence, but later he found that Meng Xianjue's eyes were getting more and more scattered, and he was looking further and further away, so he finally felt relieved .

"Sure enough, it was just a fluke that he found me in the forbidden area of ​​Meng's house that day."